~     sylveon    ~    
                      
                     
                                 
                              
                              
                              
          countersense fairy   
      canine?                     
                          palliative? 
                                 
 appearance:  sylveon resemble dogs in   
  many ways,  with  similar small bodies 
   and faces. they  are small  and  
      nimble,  and with white fur.  
                               
                                 
 the most  striking  feature  is      
 their "ribbons",     long flat feelers 
 that  they    use  to   bind    or  to 
 interface with  the  minds   of others 
                          
   the  ribbons  play a  large  social  
    role  among  sylveons.           
    they induce a sense of wellbeing, 
  and can  ease pain if    applied    
 close  to a wound.     it is thought 
 they  feed off the pain  of others     
                this   way.    
                              
                              
       sylveon  are great  partners 
 to  humans,  but care should  be taken  
 to  limit  exposure to   ribbons,     
   since with  prolonged  contact     
  the  consciousnesses  start to  blend, 
 an   environment   in   which         
 the  sylveon  is  much  more at  home,  
    and   it   will   take    advantage. 
                     
    medicinal                    
 ...      !!!                         
                                 
                              
 its   sap                        
         poison        putting 
 thoughts    into             
 not    killed.                     
   but  is    loyal    (lie!  lie!) 
                                 
                               
                             
 the nature  of the coma depends  on  the 
 intensity of  the sylveon's  feeding.   
      you  will  succumb to  a    
         fast-growing  addiction   
   that  leads to a submissive      
     and  sluggish  state       
                
  eventually  you will  slowly slip  
   into    a    long    slumber,   
  becoming      sap   in the  vines